My doctor diagnosed me with insomnia.

I diagnosed myself with overthinking.

Am I weird?

What's wrong with me?

Why won't you love me?

I spent every night replaying questions like that in my head.

I was always so tired going into a concert, but coming out of it, I felt like I was dying.

But I still couldn't sleep.

I don't know how many years it'll take for me to catch up on sleep, but I'll have all the time in the world, so.